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you hadn't talked to michael since yesterday.
partially because you hadn't left your house that day, it being the first day of summer vacation. 'course you'd be excited to sleep in all day and remain in your pajamas, huddled up in your blanket.
michael hadn't called either, posibly doing the same as you or being already out and about now that he had all day to goof around.
personally, you had very little sleep. the only thing you could think of was the kiss, it made you grin, blush, possibly even kick your feet.
it happened so fast and.. yet.. it felt like that was the only thing that happened yesterday. even though you initiated it, you were so glad that he reciprocated the feelings. you loved that dork quite a whole lot. in your eyes, he was smart, tall and brave. in your head, he was dumb, stupid and dumb, but also hot. in your ears, he was kind, understanding and loving.
so many parts of this boy, and yet you wonder if you've seen them all. you said i love you, he said i love you too, what did that mean now? obviously you weren't together together, right? oh man, you'd have to talk to him about it.
just the thought of facing him again felt like a real challenge after what happened. i mean, how would you?
you wondered if he was over thinking things as much as you are. probably not.
taking your mind off of lover boy for a moment, you were cuddling with a favourite plushie of yours, celebrating this first summer day by just... sleeping in, relaxing. even if you couldn't fall asleep that easily, you'd still stay in bed the next morning. hey, why not? free time means free time, do whatever you want with it.
shockingly, outside seemed relatively sunny, ignoring the puddles everywhere and the dark clouds in the distance that could possibly roll in soon and cause more rain, and more adition to the puddles. grow big, puddles.
your mind drifted back to michael and you buried your head in the plushie you were cradling, blushing madly. okay, it's fine, you're not official or anything, don't think too far ahead, especially about telling people, you aren't telling anyone, don't tell anyone. DON'T—
and there you were, calling mark. but hey, mark was your wingman, your buddy, your pal. friendzoned real hard, BUT STILL!
you were, still, in your pajamas, downstairs, plushie in hand and the phone in the other. it was ringing. instead of mark answering, however, it was his father, or- well- so you thought. "hello?" the man answered and you greeted politely, asking for mark. "of course, let me get him for you." you could hear the phone being placed somewhere. there was then a moment of silence until you heard the phone being fumbled with again, and mark's voice was on. "sup." he said in a groggy voice. must've waken him.
"heyy mark." you give a nervous chuckle. "oh hey, y.n." he seemed to yawn over the line and you smiled. "umm so you know..."
"know what?" he asked. there was a moment of silence. "are you asking me out? yeah i'm down, i'll totally go on a date with you." he said in his usual demeanor, though the same rasp in his voice. you chuckled.
"noo.." you said it as 'neouu'. "actually umm me and michael... we kissed." you twirled the phone wire around your finger. "oh shit." you heard over the line until it sounded as if the phone was dropped; on purpose or not though, you didn't know.
"hello?" your brows furrow as you hear no response from the boy. "hey?" you ask again, but no response.
you keep quiet for a moment, it sounds like someone pacing around the room. "mark?" you ask one more time, till the phone seemingly gets picked up again and mark responds. "um yeah, hey."
"uh, sorry should i..?" you begin, but mark replies. "no uhm, all's good. can we uh.. talk later?"
after that conversation went down, you were stuck trying to understand what was happening. shit, did mark really like you? fuck, that was a shitty move; going to tell him. you swore his mannerisms were just playful. you thought he was like that with any other girl.
suddenly, you felt really bad.
no, now's not the time. your mood can't be downed at the very start of the summer break, come on!
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the day went by without many complications. other than the conversation with mark. it still stuck to you, maybe even more than the kiss. it felt like you were thrown in a completely new perspective.
obviously, mark must've been upset at the news, but.. why? did he really like you? or.. maybe.. he was upset at the fact that it wasn't michael, one of his great friends that told him, but it was you.
you started thinking. what would've happened if you got attached to mark instead of michael? you wouldn't deny it at all, mark was obviously a good guy, he had a big heart, but the thought of scenarios with him made your heart swell.
no, this isn't right. you can't be thinking this way. not after kissing michael, right?
everything is just crazy right now.
you should.. let it sit. right?
a/n
okay PLEASE trust me with the next chapter and dont leave me i PROMISE its gonna be good 😭 it's gonna get modern but PLZZZZZZZ DONT LEAVE ME UR COMMENTS MAKE ME SO HAPPY😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏❤❤
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